Kieran Valentine Diary Novels & Stories

He chuckles low and mocking while steeping closer as the scent of his cologne hits me— musky, masculine and I swear my pussy twitches. “Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart. But we both know who's really close here.” Brian stance shifts and I can’t stop staring at the way his pants hug his thighs. Fuck, is that a bulge? No, stop it, Jane. This is ridiculous. I hate this feeling and this betrayal from my own body. “Don’t call me sweetheart,” I snap, grabbing my folder and turning my heel. “We’re done here.” I stormed out while my face was burning and my pulse racing.

Kieran Kieran knew if by some stroke of luck they found Devyn that he would owe Dimitri Baranov his life. He was back in New York after begging Dimitri for help once more, but after 2 months he was starting to give up on ever seeing Devyn again. Every delivery to his clubs he expected receiving a body part belonging to his precious love, it wound him up so tight he could probably start his own string band.

The change in Kieran's expression was instant. His face went completely white, then flushed with anger. His emotions hit me like a physical blow - shock, rage, and something that felt like panic. "Where did you find that?" His voice was deadly quiet. "In your room. Hidden in the back of your closet." "You went through my things?" He stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. "You violated my privacy?" "Your privacy?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Kieran, this diary contains information about my parents, my heritage, my entire life! And you kept it from me!"

The day before the marking ceremony, I catch my Alpha mate, Kieran Gray, fooling around with my sister, Hannah Ziegler, at the altar. I completely lose it. To get revenge, I sleep with all three of his right-hand men. I deliberately leave traces of what we did everywhere—in his penthouse, in the passenger seat of his sports car, and even in his office. However, when Kieran finds out, he merely loosens his tie and starts a group call. "What did you guys think of my arranged mate?" Liam Shenton, a Delta, chuckles. "She's got huge breasts. She felt pretty good." "She's like a ripe, juicy peach. No wonder she's the most beautiful she-wolf in the pack," Zachary Lawson, the Beta, adds, stil

“How was your first day?” She took a sip of her wine, licking her lips when she finished as she lowered her glass. “It wasn’t bad. Keith seems like a nice guy, although I doubt I’ll interact with him much as long as I’m doing my job.” A noise sounded from below, a car door slamming. Valerie glanced over the edge of the wall and watched as the neighbor kid she met earlier walked toward his front door. “Now him, I hope never to meet again. I ran into him today near the cafeteria. He’s a real charmer.” She shook her head. “He has no respect for anyone from what I can tell.” Damien leaned forward, nodding as he saw who she was talking about. He nodded as he leaned back in his chair. “Dean? He’s

As soon a shay reached the office door she could here loud talking, she took a deep breath before knocking on the door slightly. "Come in" Mr Hyin voice bumped on the door. Shay slowly turned the doorknob and let herself in, she saw him around his desk and a teenage looking girl standing Infront him with her hands on her hips. She had brown straight hair, round face and same complexion as Mr Hyin. Definitely Koreans Shay thought. "Glad you finally decided to joined us Miss Valentine, first day and you're late" Mr Hyin said irritated. "I'm sor--- " This is Sun Hi my younger sister.... Sun Hi meet Miss Valentine your nanny" he introduce cutting Shay off.

Kieran’s POV I didn't mind spilling my seeds inside Aurora which showed how much I was vulnerable when I was with her. In just days she had managed to capture me and now I was thinking about different ways to fuck her. As I finished, I turned and lay on the bed, while she scrambled to get closer to me. “Uncle Kieran…” Her squeaky, and raspy voice called out to me and I felt blood rush to my dick again. I wanted to take her again.

Earlier, I had heard Michael’s dismissive voice over the phone, “Tell Janice to stop overreacting. If something’s really wrong, go to the hospital. What use am I?” From the background, Wynne’s delicate, soft tone chimed in. “Don’t be mad, Michael. Janice only acts like this because she loves you so much and wants to trick you into coming home. The party’s almost over. You don’t need to worry about me.” I found it almost laughable. I wanted to mock him and tell him to enjoy his Valentine’s Day with his little mistress, but the relentless bleeding from my abdomen stole my strength, and I passed out.

“Imagine having that kind of confidence. Just walking into a room and owning it. No hesitation. No fear.” A small shiver ran through her, excitement and curiosity twisting together in her chest. “I wonder what kind of woman comes next,” she said quietly, opening the diary again. “Because after Cecilia, this diary better keep up.” The page turned with a soft flutter. Another name appeared at the top. And Chloe leaned closer, ready to read the next confession. …. Episode 8: The Photographer’s Muse Emma had lived with her boyfriend, Ryan, for almost two years, and somewhere along the way, love had turned into quiet humiliation.

I took it, my eyes locked on him, watching his every move as I opened it with trembling fingers. The first thing I saw was a picture of Diella on a hot afternoon, wearing a jumpsuit and answering a call. The timestamp read May 11th, about a month ago. When I turned to the next page, my eyes widened in shock. There was a photo of Diella and Spencer seated in a small café. Diella wore a bright smile while Spencer looked weary. She was sliding something across the table toward him, clearly a check. I thumbed through more photos and records, my breath catching. Some showed messages about Diella hiring someone to spy on me.